ESCAPE

A SWIRL OF SMOKE

1 Swirl of smoke

 

Lost in a swirl of smoke

as it climbs the night sky.

It dances with the wind

as it reaches up high.

 

The smoke flickers and shakes

throughout its delicate journey.

Braced against any breath

from the nearby beings’ yearning.

 

It rises slowly.

Its arms reach up to the moon.

A cold wind wafts past.

It will be there all too soon.

 

 

 

ICY COLD

Ice Fire

Cold.

Icy cold.

Toes are numb.

Fingers are tingling.

I can see my breath.

I can hear the wind blowing.

Whipping past my face.

I’m getting tired.

But I must continue on.

To the top of the hill.

The view is waiting for me.

I can’t disappoint it

or myself.

Only a few more steps.

And…

It has taken my breath away.

The colors.

The sharp edges.

Prettier than a picture.

Perfect in its beauty.

NEVER GIVE UP

never give up

Never give up.

Keep your head up high,

little one.

Keep on fighting.

No matter how hard, or

how fruitless it may seem.

The road my be long and bumpy.

Full of pot holes and road blocks.

It is worth it.

It is always worth it.